Chapter 5 Destroy the Imperial Palace

In the palace, there were corpses everywhere, and blood was flowing like a river.

After a roar full of killing intent, Yanglie smiled coldly and soared into the sky. The black flame on his body pulled up a huge curtain as high as three meters at his terrifying speed!

"Ah!"

"What is he going to do?"

"Oh my God!"

"His goal is the empress!"

"Protect the empress!"

With a huge roar, many palace guards exclaimed in disbelief.

Yanglie stepped into the air and pulled up a black light curtain in the air, arriving in front of the most honorable woman in the country.

Boom!

Like an empyreal demon, Yanglie descended from the sky and stepped on the head of the empress!

He stepped on this arrogant woman under his feet!

Boom!

In the screams of maids, eunuchs and guards around, the empress was trampled by Yanglie and fell to the ground with a loud bang!

Yanglie's face was cold, and there was a flash of black light on his black boots. He stepped hard, and the face of the empress instantly became bloody and mangled.

"What a disgusting and evil woman!"

"I won't kill you. I will destroy your face and make your life a living hell!"

Yanglie glanced at the unconscious empress in disgust, and then turned to the gate of the imperial palace with Luo Qingyun in his arms.

At the same time, his body lit up with a black flame, and a shadow of an evil ghost appeared behind him,

The evil ghost's two bloody eyes were like the huge bloody sun, and a ferocious black horn seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.

The whole palace seemed to be shrouded in evil spirits.

"Ah!"

With the evil ghost's roar, the ground suddenly shook, and the ground paved with huge stones was cracking, raising dust and rubble all over the sky.

The palace guards screamed madly and ran away from Yanglie.

In the dust all over the sky, Yanglie stepped into the air and landed on the shoulder of the ghost king with red eyes. He then ordered the ghost king to walk out of the palace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The wall of the palace! All kinds of palaces and towers! The ancestral temple of the royal Luo family!

All of them were smashed into pieces in front of the red-eyed ghost king. Wherever the ghost king passed, there was a heap of ruins!

"How dare you, a mere mortal, attack me?"

"If you dare to pry on my woman again, I will destroy your souls!"

Yanglie's voice was like a thunderbolt, exploding in everyone's ears in the imperial palace.

When he walked to the outermost gate of the court, he suddenly stopped.

Before leaving, he must set off another bomb, exploding flesh and blood fireworks.

"The woman of Asura ghost king cannot be humiliated by anyone!"

At this time, beside the empress, the young master of the Xiao family, shrank into a ball like a mouse, trembling and hiding behind a huge stone.

Feeling his great fear and panic, Yanglie sneered in his heart.

The black flame on his body suddenly exploded, and a black light shot towards Xiao's chest.

Before he could react, Xiao was enveloped by the black light and couldn't move at all.

He suddenly floated slowly from the ground to the sky.

A moment later, his chest suddenly sank. His internal organs were squeezed into a ball, and his muscles and bones were broken into pieces. His whole body seemed to be pressed into a flesh ball.

Boom!

Xiao was in a trance. His body exploded and his head flew backward, falling to the ground.

He vaguely heard someone calling him. It might be from his sister, but his mind was buzzing, as if the endless darkness was about to devour him.

"I'm dying!"

"I shouldn't have provoked Luo Qingyun!"

He thought regretfully.

His body was then exploded into pieces, and blood fell from the sky with the explosion, as if a rain of blood.

Yanglie put away the red-eyed ghost king, held Luo Qingyun in his arms, and slowly walked out of the royal palace.

Behind him, the tall and solid gate of the palace collapsed with a loud bang.

A moment after Yanglie left, a purple light fell from the sky and landed in the imperial palace.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

An angry roar exploded like a thunder!

It was a middle-aged man shrouded in purple divine light. He was wearing a purple golden robe and golden boots.

His body was straight and his face was firm. At this moment, he was roaring with incomparable grief and indignation!

"Who dares to destroy my royal palace and our royal ancestral temple?"

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is he? "

"I won't let you go!"

This middle-aged man's originally serious face twisted, and his eyes were about to devour someone!

This person was Luo Tianxiong, the founding lord of the Yan Yun kingdom. It was said that he had died for hundreds of years!

No one didn't expect that he was still alive!

It never occurred to Luo Tianxiong that he just came back from the sect on a whim to see if there was anyone in her descendants who could cultivate.

How could this happen!

The palace was destroyed. The ancestral temple of the Luo clan was turned into ruins.

There were his father's ashes and other ancestral tablets over there!

Luo Tianxiong looked around and soon found the little emperor and the empress in the back garden.

The emperor looked at Luo who was falling from the sky and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

With a gloomy face, Luo Tianxiong looked at the little emperor and said, "I'm Luo Tianxiong, the first lord of the Yan Yun kingdom. Which generation of the Luo clan are you in?"

The little emperor instantly knelt on the ground and cried loudly, "Ancestors show their spirit! Great grandpa, please uphold justice for me! "

Luo Tianxiong said in a cold voice, "Tell me what happened."

"No matter who he is, I will let him die without a burial place!"